"I like you" My face was pushed into the living room floor ..

"I like you"

My face was pushed into the living room floor by his foot, leaving carpet burns across my face. My bare ass up in the air and hands held behind my back as I screamed and plead for him to stop. His cock was so hard against my holes. I tried feverishly to fight my way out of his grasp. He only tightened his grip and laughed.

"You're a feisty one, aren't ya?"

I could feel him groping me with his erection. Trying hard not to stick it in. He liked the fight but I couldn't help but try to halt his actions. As he held me in position, he kept rubbing his tip on my openings. He could feel me moisten by the stimulation. I knew I was fucked when I heard him chuckle again.

"You must like this. You're so fucking wet."
"No!" I yelled out.

He just laughed and before I knew it, the head of his dick was inside me. I cried out while kicking my feet and screaming against his push. The weight of him on my back. I couldn't move. He was deep inside my pussy in seconds. Thrusting and groaning. In, out, in, out. All I could do was take it.

"Ughh, baby girl you feel so good."
I plead again in hopes I could reach some sort of compassion within him.
"Please stop! I'm begging you!"

He only continued. Harder and harder with every appeal I made against him. I didn't know how to make this end.
I could feel myself dripping down my leg. Did I like this? Embarrassment flushed over my face at the thought.
He kept a steady, energetic rhythm going for what felt like forever. I was crying and secretly praying this would be over soon and he'd had enough.

His moans got louder and I felt his dick grow stiffer.
"Ohh fuck! I'm gonna cum baby girl!"
"NO! Please no! Anything but that!" I plead.

His pace increased with ferocity. Holy shit, he's really going to cum inside me! Fuck!
Minutes go by with the same intensity. My body hurts and I fear what comes next.

"Ugh!!! I'm going to cum inside you now and you're going to take everything I give you. Understand?"

I remain silent.
He pushes further inside me and I yelp in torment.

"Understand?"
"YES!" I scream out.
"Yes what?" As he does it again.
"Yes, I understand."
"Good girl"

And as he is speaking those last words, I can feel the release of him within my pussy.
He lets out an audible sigh of relief and I sense the pressure of his weight lighten.
I cry in shame and disgust. He let's off of my face and loosens the grip on my hands. He's still inside me but I think I can try to fight my way out now.

I wait a few seconds before making my move. Once I decide I had enough strength; I make a break for it and quickly crawl my way apart from him. I keep moving forward. Scared shitless that he might hurt me if he caught up.
I feel him right behind me. He reaches out and grabs my ankle and pulls me back. I kick him wherever I can before he lets go and I am able to make a run for it.
I reach the front door but it's bolted shut. I panic and head for the kitchen window only to realize it's been stained black so no one can see me scream for help. It too is locked so I hurriedly make my way up stairs. He is still hunched over in pain from my kick. Once upstairs I assess my options and attempt to hide in the tub.

After a few moments I hear him come up stairs.

"Where'd you go slut?" He calls out.

I put my hand over my mouth as to not let him hear me crying.

"There's no where for you to go now."

I try to hold my breath as I hear his footsteps grow closer. They stopped and I let out a slight sigh of relief when I thought he had returned downstairs.

The curtain slams open. My eyes widen in horror to see him standing there with a huge smile on his face.

"There you are."

He grabs me by the hair and propels my head back.

"I've always wanted to try this." He states.

I have my hands on his as he rips my hair back more. My mouth open and panic arises on my face. I cry once again for him to stop.

"Please! Don't! No more!" I whine.

He is still smiling. His long, thick cock soft in his free hand. He aims it at me and I close my eyes and attempt to shut my mouth. I then feel a warm liquid wash over my face and body. His hand tightens on my hair once more, involuntarily opening my mouth again. I spit and gag as the liquid drenches me. It tastes vile.

"Ahh...." He sighs in comfort.

He finishes and I reluctantly open my eyes to see him staring at me in awe.

"You're such a dirty whore. Now wait here and don't you dare think about washing that off of you."

He steps out and heads to one of the rooms.
I feel so gross. I have to clean this off. I quietly turn the tub faucet on to a trickle and frantically wash his stench off me. As I am scrubbing my face, his hand is once again in my hair, yanking me up onto my feet.

"You fucking bitch! I told you not to move! Now I'll have to get you dirty another way."

He makes me get out of the tub and I stumble on my way out. He then drags me to the bedroom by the tuff of hair he has in his hand. All I could do was hold his as to lighten the grip on my head.

"OW!!" I scream in pain as we head to the bedroom.
"Oh you think this hurts? Just wait little girl, I have a lot more planned with you."

He throws me into the room, once again I am lying on the floor. Exhausted and panting. I curl up into a ball and cover my head with my arms. He just laughs at my feeble efforts.

I ask him; "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"
He replies; "Because I like you."